The sun is bright outside
But, I swear, it isn't shining

Thoughts are racing inside
My resolve is successfully hiding

On this sad, broken carnival ride
There exists no desire to cease crying

No one in which to confide
Empty rooms, blank walls presiding

I'll be melancholy's bride
So, the loneliness isn't subsiding

Searching for the bright side
Something this life isn't providing

Yes, I'll be melancholy's bride
In my brokenness, I'll be hiding